Mama, we all go to hell. Mama, we all go to hell. I'm writing this letter and wishing you well, Mama, we all go to hell. Oh, well, now, Mama, we're all gonna die. Mama, we're all gonna die. Stop asking me questions, I'd hate to see you cry, Mama, we're all gonna die. - Mama by My Chemical Romance
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You know how, when you're younger, they tell you it's bad to stereotype? That you shouldn't judge a book by its cover and all that jazz. Well! Sometimes its hard not to. Sometimes, though you really don't want to, but you tend to automatically think of a stereotype for someone or something, and you feel like an ass when it comes around and slaps you so hard in the face, yer spinning into next week!
Well... For once in her life... Kia was actually right about her stereotyping. The bar she and Ella, followed by Juice and Jax, had just stepped into, was exactly like she expected.
Like most bars she'd ever been in, it was poorly lit by fairly yellow light, giving everyone and everything an almost surreal look as the light contracted with the thickening haze of cigarette smoke and grill smoke bellowing out from behind the counter. There was a strip pole off a few feet from her, where a blond spun and danced for the hammered few that were whistling and clapping to her.
Kia shuddered, as she followed closely beside Ella, who waved at the stripping blond, who gave a smile and small wave back, before returning to twirling and dancing on the pole. "Her names Salina Foster! I went to High School with her!" Ella explained to Kia loudly over the the young man who was singing up at the machine, as they stepped around a pool table, where a large biker was lining up his shot while his buddies smoked and leaned against a nearby wall with their pool sticks.
"Jesus, Bobby!" Juice exclaimed, causing the large biker to glance up. "Hurry it up, man! You leaning on the table is moving the balls out of place!" The others laughed, as the large biker, Bobby, flipped the bolt tattooed male off. "They aint gonna be the only balls moving out of place if you don't shut yer damn mouth!" He grunted, as Juice and Jax laughed freely next to a man with peppered hair and shades.
Ella grabbed Kia's arm and pulled her away from the pool table, winking flirtatiously at Juice and Jax as she walked by. Kia simply waved bye, stumbling to keep up with Ella, before she was thrown into a booth, the back of her head hitting the low placed light over their table, as Ella plopped down across from her.
Kia grabbed the back of her head, hissing slightly, as she pulled herself up. "Gah! Ow! Dammit!" She glared at Ella, who was laughing through her hand. "I'm sorry! I shouldn't laugh! But I haven't seen anyone hit their head on one of these lights, since Tig tried to stand up to fast and fell forward onto the damn table!" By now Ella was wiping away her tears of laughter. Kia grumbled mindlessly, as she rubbed her head, barely noticing the young, low-cut shirt and mini-skirt wearing waitress that sauntered over to them.
"Hiya gals! What can I get for you two?" Kia winced at the girls high pitched, valley girl, voice, as Ella tapped her finger against her chin in thought. "Oh! Sasha! You guys still have any of that Hawaiian Punch that was spiked with tequila left over from the wet t-shirt contest last week?" The waitress, Sasha, gave Ella a bubbly laugh. "Like, of course we do! Mari and RayRay saved a whole pitcher full just for you!"
Ella clapped her hands together happily! "Score! Ok! I'll take some of that!" Sasha jotted down Ella's order on her small notepad, before turning to Kia. "And how about you, huh?" Kia gave a sheepish smile. "Just some water, please." At this, Ella let out a loud gasp! "Oh hell no! You are not drinking water while your out with me!"
Kia shook her head, "But I don't drink! And how the hell am I suppose to ride a motorcycle back to the hotel if I'm plastered?" Ella gave her an exasperated sigh! "Please! Just one drink, OK. Just one, and I'll leave you alone!" Kia looked into Ella's pleading face, as she let out a long winded sigh. "Fine! I'll have Root Beer mixed with rum if you've got it." Kia grumbled, watching Sasha jot down her new order, before waving bye and heading over to the bar.
Ella gave Kia a sigh. "Girl! You soo need to get out and live a little! You're so... stiff!" Kia gave her a lopsided, half, smile. "Sorry... I guess I'm just not much of a fan of partying and getting waisted. Ive lost a few friends and an Uncle to drunk driving." Kia placed her hands on the table, and twiddled her thumbs together. "Guess it just sticks with me to be overly cautious and stiff towards these kind of things." At 'things' she waved her hand towards the dancing and screaming bikers.
Ella gave her a sympathetic look."And I know how that is, Kia. Believe me! But you can't let your whole life be controlled by those bad events. You've gotta try to have fun and forget about them. Even if its just for one night!" At this Kia stared at Ella, letting the blond streaked girls word's sink in, before giving a soft smile. "OK... You're right...I'll...I'll Try." At this, a large grin spread across Ella's face.
"Good! Cause tonight I'm gonna need your help in making the boys head spin!" Kia raised a brow at this, as Sasha appeared with their drinks, placing them in front of the two. "Here ya go, girls! Don't worry, Ella! I made your drinks personally, and no one like that bastard Ricky got anything into 'em."
At the name Ricky, Ella wrinkled her nose and frowned. "God! I swear! I wish I had let Tig and Opie kill that fucker for what he tried! Thank God Clay saw the whole thing!" Sasha gave a nod of agreement, before delivering two Miller-lite bottles to the booth behind Ella.
"What was that about?" Kia asked, stirring her drink with her straw, as she watched Ella sip away at hers. Looking up from her drink, Ella parted her lips from the straw and sighed. "Ricky Putt! He was this guy I use to hang with until about three months ago after he tried to rape me by slipping some of that date rape shit in my drink." Kia's eyes went wide, as she stopped stirring, her hands going to the table. "He slipped GHB into your drink! That could kill you!"
Ella gave a dark laugh. "Yeah, well! Ricky didn't care about that. He was just up for some easy pussy." Kia felt nauseous at the thought of someone doing that to Ella. "Fucker would have gotten away with it if Clay Morrow hadn't seen him do it. Asshole had just gotten me into his truck, when Gemma, Clay, Tig, and Opie came running out and dragged him from his truck and beat him to near death. Clay and Gemma got me out of the truck. I was just sober enough to beg Clay to not let Opie and Tig kill him. The prick wasn't worth it."
Kia could feel herself slump back against the booth's back. "I'm so sorry." She whispered, as Ella waved her hand to dismiss it. "Ah! Don't be! It wasn't your fault." Ella gave her a soft smile. "I'm still here. So its all good." Ella reached across the table and pushed Kia's glass of Root Beer and rum towards her. "Come on! Drink up! Loosen up and then lets go dance!" Ella picked up her drink, before sliding out of the booth. "I'm gonna go get a refil! I'll be right back!"
Kia pulled her drink to her as she watched Ella half jog half walk to the bar and over to Sasha, waving her glass around and pumping her fist at the Valley Girl waitress and the man with shades from earlier, seeming to have finished his game with the others.
Bringing her straw to her lips, she absently sipped at her beverage. She glanced around the hazed bar, her eyes focused on a younger male who was finishing up a poorly sung version of Honky Tonk Badonkadonk. Half-Sack, she guessed was his name. She watched the male, red facced and obviously drunk, sway slightly as he made his way towards a large, circular, booth where a group of males in cuts similar to Jax and Juice's sat and laughed.
The man with the glasses passed by her and over to Half-Sack and patted him on the back laughing loudly, as the others pretended to be bleeding out the ear. Kia smiled slightly at the them, before turning back to the stage the male had stumbled off of.
The mic was open, and Bobby was trying to pull people on stage to sing. Kia glanced down at her glass, as Ella's advice on needing to loosen up came back to her. Giving a small smile, Kia grabbed her glass and downed a few good gulps, gagging slightly from the taste, before sliding out of her seat with her drink.
"Kia! Where are you going?!" Kia heard Ella exclaim from the bar, her eyes wide and a smile on her face. Kia waved back. "I'm going to loosen up!" She exclaimed, earning a grin and whoop of joy from the blond streaked girl.
Pushing past a few of the bikers, she tripped past the Half-Sack and his table, earning a whistle from one of them as she made her way to the stage, motioning Bobby over to her. Making his way over to her, he smiled. "You got a list I can look at, cause I have nooo clue what I'm gonna sing!" She laughed, as Bobby ushered her over to a book full of songs they had.
Kia quickly leafed through the book, thankful for it being alphabetical, as she continued to suck down her drink, her body feeling slightly warm. As she got to the middle of the book, her eyes lit up at the song she knew and could sing, and pointed it out to Bobby, who nodded, and lent her a hand as he helped her up on stage.
She heard whistles and cat calls, guessing that it had to do with her shorts riding up with her ass turned towards the bar dwellers. Trying to ignore the blush that she was sure was on her face, she quickly gulped down the rest of her drink, before making it over to the mic, smiling as she heard Ella whistle and cheer, Juice at her hip, as she made her way to the front.
"I'm not much of a singer, so bear with me!" Kia explained to Ella over the crowd of drunked men who were making there wAy to the front. "Hey! You can't be any worse than the Prospect!" Juice exclaimed, earning a grin from Kia as Ella laughed.
"Hey! Are you ready, sweetheart?" Kia turned to Bobby, who gave her a ready to go wave of his hand, as Kia grabbed the mic. 'I can't believe I'm doing this!' She thought with a nervous laugh, before nodding to Bobby to start. She watched him press a red button on the karaoke machine. As soon as the music started, Kia let her body move to the music.
"Hey kids, rock 'n' roll! That's how I lost control. Hey kids, go get high! I can't remember why! Up all night, I waste my time! I am fine, but a day behind! Up all night feelin' stupid 'n' happy! But the days are overlapping, My days are overlapping..." Kia let her body lurch forward and sway in sync with the beat, her head bobbing and her hips moving.
"I'd start a revolution! If I could get up in the morning, I'd start a revolution! If I could get up, get up! Start a revolution! Start a revolution! If I could get up, get up! Start a revolution! Start a revolution! If I could get up in the morning..." Kia could feel multiple pairs of eyes on her as she turned, and jumped around to the music. She could hear Ella crying out for her, encouraging her, as she swayed her head around, her hair flying in her face.
"Hey, every day is the weekend! I stay up, so I sleep in, Hey, everyday there's a reason To just do it all over again! Up all night, I waste my time! I am fine, but a day behind! Up all night feelin' stupid 'n' happy! But the days are overlapping, My days are overlapping..."
Kia let her self jump to the beat, as she danced around the stage, singing the song that made her feel free and happy. "I'd start a revolution! If I could get up in the morning! I'd start a revolution, If I could get up, get up! Start a revolution! Start a revolution! If I could get up, get up!" Kia threw her hand up to the beat, and kicked her feet, storming across the stage! She was...Having fun.
"Start a revolution! Start a revolution! If I could get up in the morning, If i could get up in the morning! Get up, get up, get up, get up in the morning! Get up, get up, get up!" Kia slammed her body forward and brought the mic closer to her! "All the things I do that you tell me not to! Try walkin' in my shoes but you stumble, don't you? 4-5-6 a.m. I'm up all night again!
The song slipped back into the chorus, and she stepped back from the crowd, her body moving as a smile spread across her face. "I'd start a revolution, If I could... I'd start a revolution! If I could get up, get up! Start a revolution! Start a revolution! If I could get up in the morning! Start a revolution! Start a revolution! If I could get up in the morning!"
The song was coming to an end, and Kia let her body continue to move, but at a more slower speeded pace. "I'd start a revolution, get up in the morning! I'd start a revolution! If I could get up in the morning! I'd start a revolution! I'd start a revolution! If I could get up, get up!" As the song came to an end, she fell to the ground on her knees and placed her hands on the ground and grew silent.
The bar erupted in whistles and applauds, as she raised her head and smiled at Ella, who was jumping up and down, as she was lifted up onto the stage by Juice, as Kia raised herself to her feet. Ella pulled her into a a tight hug, as she laughed and jumped around! "Now that! Was hot!" Ella laughed, as Kia blushed. "But thanks for the warning about your singing! You really do suck, huh?" Ella playfully punched her on the shoulder, as the girls walked over to and down the steps from the stage.
As soon as they were at the bottom, Kia were swept up into hugs and pats by Jax, Juice, and Bobby who was thanking her and bosting about how she had more balls than the rest of them. They all laughed and protested as Ella pushed through the crowd and shoved another spiked Root Beer into her hand.
Kia shook her head no as she was laughing, trying to push the drink back into Ella's hands. But the blond streaked younger woman wouldn't budge, and Kia found herself sitting in between Jax and Juice, who had Ella on his lap, at the round booth with the others.
Kia felt nervous and out of place, as she quietly sipped at her drink, watching Ella flirt with each of them equally, save for Juice who got more attention from her. Kia was about to excuse herself as Ella and Juice started playing tonsil hockey, when Jax stopped her.
"Hey? I've got a question for ya?" Kia turned towards the slightly older male, a slender raven black brow raised. "I know this might be a personnel question, but, um... How did your mother die, and why was she buried here?" Kia felt her stomach churn as she removed her lips from the straw of her drink and set her glass down.
Everyone at the table, Ella and Juice included, seemed to have found Jax's question interesting, as they all watched her, waiting for an answer. Kia stared down at her glass as she let out a small sigh.
"My mother...was shot to death at a shoot-out." The whole table went quiet. Kia could feel a pair of eyes burning into her from across the table, glancing up she was meet with a pair of bright blue eyes and stern face. Clay Morrow was nothing like Kia had though he was when Ella had told her story of her almost rape. He was older, bigger, and far more fearsome. He had an aura around him that told her he was not the one with whom you'd want to fuck with.
"My mother was a traveling nurse... And she was never one to let anyone suffer. No matter the race, age, or background." Kia stared at the club head with blank eyes, before she lowered them back to her drink. "It happened in '96. I was only nine."
Sighing, Kia pushed her straw to the side and brough her drink to her mouth, before taking a large gulp. The bikers and Ella were quiet, as she sat her drink back down. "Two bullets to the stomach, one to the right leg and arm, and one to the shoulder. All because she had stopped to help a biker who had crashed his ride," Kia gripped her glass as she rose to her feet. "She died just five minutes after hitting the ground. She was always to caring for her own damn good."
Kia was able to slide over Juice and Ella. She reached across the table and grabbed her drink, before chugging the rest of it down. She could feel sympathy radiating from the group. She hated that. Gripping her glass tightly, she turned to Ella with a false smile. "I'm gonna go get a refil. I'll be right back."
Turning away, Kia left the bikers and Ella quickly. It looked like she was gonna let herself get waisted for the first time in her life.
How she wished she had stayed home.
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Hope you all liked it. Its not that great, I know. But hey! I am trying my best ya know.